:Introduction:

So I was hoping to get this chappie uploading a week ago, but obviously that didn't happen. I hope you guys like this chapter, I did things a little differently (maybe someone will notice...). My style changed slightly and I also made it shorter. It's a very fast paced read, but hopefully you still get good vibes from it. I'm really excited because a lot happens in this chapter that will really start developing the plot and setting everything in motion. There's a lot of Atem and Anzu so get ready! Please leave a review, they make me so happy :)

Enjoy the chapter!

R a t i n g
This Fanfic is rated M for...
- Violence
- Sexual Themes
- Language
- Use and/or reference of Drugs

T o o l s
" "– dialogue
' ' – thoughts
( ) – a/n, add ins
Italics – important facts, flashbacks, sayings, thoughts

D i s c l a i m e r : Yu-Gi-Oh and its characters do not, will not, never, etc... Belong to me, but i really wish. The original story was created by Kazuki Takahashi and I am merely "borrowing" his characters for use in my own fanfiction. Now I can make them do whatever I want! (evil laughter)

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FOUR
Green Flag

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Two cars sped down the highway, weaving between city traffic as a white and black blur to all passerby's. Trucks and vans swerved to prevent from various collisions as the two vehicles sharply turned at an intersection- missing an eight wheeler by milliseconds. Both engines echoed off of dark and dilapidated buildings, signaling the return to the start-finish line, marking their third lap.

Anzu's hair blew around her face as the cars zipped by once again... Bakura leading.

"Ohh! Jounouchi what's wrong with Yami? He hasn't passed Bakura once yet!" Shizuka whined as she looked to her brother with worried eyes.

"Calm down lil' wheel. Have some faith, kay?" He smirked, "Yami is just warming up. They still have seven laps left."

The brunette turned to the siblings, "Just how long has it been since Ate- I mean, Yami, raced anyone?"

Jounouchi paused, counting mentally, "I wanna say two years, I could be wrong..." Anzu turned back to the street and looked at the other people chatting and leaning on their sports cars. "That long... Why?" she questioned hesitantly, almost to herself.

"Sorry, but that's not info I'm allowed to share."

Anzu turned her head quickly, "Oh... Sorry." Her blue eyes looked down in slight embarrassment.

"Well, if I know Yami, two years wouldn't hinder his driving capabilities." It was a tall and thin male who approached, his chestnut locks falling in front of two very rich and alluring midnight blue eyes.

"Seto!" Shizuka squealed as she grabbed his arm. He kept his eyes on Anzu, "Bakura doesn't stand a chance... Then again, you really did piss off Yami the other day with your name-calling."

The brunettes blue orbs widened, "He wouldn't loose on purpose... would he?" A wave of dread washed over her, No... He can't be that cruel... Kaiba shrugged, "I guess we'll see, won't we?"

Anzu felt the rumble of cars in the distance as the two vehicles raced by once again. Six more laps... she thought, small ripples of anxiety pulsed through her, the emotion becoming visible in her eyes.

"There they go! Yeah Bakura!"

"Shut up, Yami definitely had a few inch lead!"

"Go Yami! Goooo!"

Roars from the crowed filled the warm night air. Tension was thick in the atmosphere as everyone followed both cars with their heads, watching them glide past now side by side, beginning the final lap.

Jounouchi watched as the cars sped past, his hair tossing wildly from the gusts of wind. He watched them brake and fishtail as they made a sharp left, disappearing from sight once again.

Anzu rubbed her arms in futile attempts to ease her growing nerves, Please win Atem... The moments of her assault resurfaced, causing her to look down and hold herself tightly. Shizuka let go of Seto and walked over to her friend, embracing her. "If there's anyone you can count on... It's Yami," reassuring hazel orbs gazed into sad and worried sapphire eyes, "trust me!" Anzu responded with a weak smile.

Jounouchi walked over and hung his arm around the brunette's shoulder, "Don't let Kaiba's words bug ya." He gave a cheesy grin, "No matter how Yami feels he would never loose intentionally. He likes the high from winning waaay too much. It's his drug." However, Jounouchi's reassuring words did not seem to lighten Anzu's spirit, she only responded by looking back down at the cracked cement, "How would you know that?" she questioned, "after so much time... I'm sure things have changed."

"If anything," the boy countered, "he's even more competitive than before."

His response lingered in the air, but soon floated from the surface of Anzu's mind as a gentle breeze rolled past.

Static was heard on a nearby radio and Kaiba turned to the car and current passenger. He strode over and leaned with a forearm on the metallic green roof, "It's too quiet. You have been paying attention to the frequencies, right?"

The sitting male nodded, "so far so good. Just some random break-ins and a fire. Nothing suspicious." He crossed his plaid adorned arms and gave a smile, "I think we'll have a clean race tonight so long as Bakura isn't menstruating terribly."

A chuckle escaped Kaiba's throat as he straightened his black suit jacket, he walked back to Jounouchi and the girls with a relaxed posture, "We're in the clear."

Sounds of cheering faded around Anzu as she looked back down the road. The darkness seemed to never end, but only merge into the night cityscape beyond. Small specks of light came from windows of late workers in skyscrapers. Anzu watched as the city sparkled, making up for the stars hidden behind smog and other polluted clouds. Twinklings of whites and yellows in the distance, the blues, the reds... Wait... the Reds?

Sapphire eyes widened in alarm, "J-Jou-Jounouchi..." she choked out.

Quickly the blonde ran over after taking a nervous glance at Kaiba, "you hear it too?" She shook her head, but pointed down the street. Jounouchi quickly leaned over the guardrail to look where Anzu's finger pointed.

"ah shit," he muttered.

"What is it Jou?" Shizuka asked while peering down the road. Her heart skipped a beat when her eyes caught the flashing of red and blue lights trailing behind two pairs of yellow headlights. "S-Seto!" she yelled, the male looked at her alarmed face, "COPS!"

Anzu felt her wrist being pulled by Shizuka as they turned to run away from the street.

"Shizuka come with me!" Seto grabbed Shizuka and led her away from Anzu. The brunette watched as her friend was taken away. What am I supposed to do now? She quickly averted her gaze to the parking lot, watching as crowds of people rushed to their cars and sped off.

The sirens grew louder as they approached the area, people pushed and shoved around her, trying to make their getaway. Frantically she looked around, trying to find a way out. With a clear opening towards the garage Anzu decided to make a break for it and began running towards the dark warehouse. She stopped halfway once five police cars screeched to a halt with headlights on her.

She stepped back in fear, eyes wide, Oh no! There's no way out!

"Stop! Down to your knees and put your hands on your head!" Came a shout from the police cars.

Anzu began to obey, signaling defeat as she raised her hands. Once her legs hit the ground she heard a screech behind her. A black car smoked to a quick halt as Anzu's hair blew from the rush of wind forced from the stop. Her mouth gaped open, Is that...?

"ANZU! Get on NOW!"

Jounouchi came at her on a motorbike , arm stretched out to pick her up on the way past. In mere seconds she stood, reached out, and was riding with her arms griped around Jounouchi's waist. Heart pounding in her chest, she clung to the male tightly as they took off into the night behind the black vehicle.

[ S c e n e C h a n g e ]

They pulled into a quiet and empty parking lot. Jounouchi parked the bike into an open space and cut the engine before turning and speaking to Anzu.

"Hey, sorry about that... How do ya feel?" He asked while taking off his helmet, shaking his head to fix the mop of blonde that stuck to his face.

Shakily Anzu let go of Jounouchi's waist before she got off and stood next to the bike. "That..." She ran her hands through her brown locks, "That... Was... AWESOME!" Anzu looked at Jounouchi with excitement and adrenaline shining in her sapphire eyes. "I mean, wow! I-I, my ears are ringing, but that just felt so wonderful! The rush of wind and, and the speed! It was great!" She bounced with enthusiasm as Jounouchi's face broke into a grin as he started to laugh, "Well good, glad you enjoyed being almost arrested and then chased by the cops."

A giggle erupted from the brunette's throat as tears brimmed her lashes, she felt so alive!

With a deep breath Anzu twirled in the empty parking lot as Jounouchi waited with his helmet, "You ready to head inside?"

Stopping short, she turned to the blonde, "Go inside? Where are we?"

Jounouchi pointed towards a dark building with two street lamps lighting a steel door, "Here is where the after party is being held. Yami led the way, he should already be inside." They began walking, their footsteps echoing around them as the sounds of crickets chirped quietly in the distance.

The two approached the door and Jounouchi knocked hard. After a few seconds the door opened to reveal a burly man who seemed to be in his late twenties. Anzu passed him with her head down, trying not to make eye contact.

"Yo big wheel."

"Hey Rishid. They inside?"

The dark figured nodded, "Party's just begun. Go have yourselves a good time."

Jounouchi smirked and then took Anzu by the hand, "Let's see who won." The girl blushed lightly as they opened another door and walked into a spacious and heavily crowded area. Lights flashed from random areas on the ceiling and tv's played the latest music videos. Anzu stared a gape as she looked around the fancy club, her body already moving to the strong beat of the music.

[S c e n e C h a n g e]

Anzu stumbled lightly outside, the world spinning around her as she smiled to herself and leaned back against a wall, inhaling the fresh night air.

"First time drinking?"

She turned her head towards the rich voice on her left. The lamp above carved out a handsome figure leaning against the cement wall, his hand reached for the cigarette in his mouth before he blew some smoke into the night. A smile graced her features before she spoke, "You could tell that easily?"

He chuckled and then took a drag, "You've only had two beers." The man turned his head to her as his eyes looked upon her form, "Obviously you're a lightweight, you must only be 115 pounds. If you've had any drinking experience, that would not do it." He turned away and let out some more smoke into the darkness.

"Well sooorry for being so inexperienced!" Anzu huffed while putting her hands on her hips. "Everyone is inexperienced at something. Maybe mine's drinking, so what? What are you inexperienced at?"

The male smirked before throwing the lit cigarette to the ground and crushing it with his shoe. "Nothing."

She gave a hearty laugh, "Nothing? Really? That's such a lie." The brunette walked a little closer to the man who only watched her approaching form with cautious eyes, "I bet you're inexperienced at plenty."

The smile remained on his features, "What would I be inexperienced at? Try me."

Ah, so a challenge? She thought as the edge of her lips curved into a smirk. "Okay, what about girls?"

He could tell where this was going, but the ride had been enjoyable so far, why not continue? "What about girls? I've had plenty of them. They seem to flock to me and I seem to turn them down. That's all."

"That's all?" Came Anzu's response.

Another stern look came from the shadowy figure, "Yes... What? I've played a fair share of game before if that's what you meant." There was a silence as Anzu stood in front of him and looked into his eyes with an innocent smile.

"I saw you," she said, eyes still staring into crimson pools.

"When?" he frowned.

"Right before Jounouchi got me from the cops," Anzu turned away. His posture was relaxed as the overhead lamp shadowed his face. "Don't recall," came a gentle reply. The cicadas buzzed in the distance as a short silence washed over the pair.

Anzu turned to him, gripping the wall for support as her feet wobbled a little more than she liked, "N-no. It was you! Don't play that game with me. Why did you come for me?"

He kept silent while she waited.

Irritation started to bubble within her, "Well if you're mature enough I'd like to continue our conversation," came her bitter remark.

Yami faced her, eyes intense and staring hard onto her petite form, "I don't talk to those I have no interest in knowing." Anzu rolled her eyes, "Tell me something I don't know." Boy had this conversation taken a nice drive... Off a cliff.

That you're really damn annoying when you're drunk? Yami thought to himself, but instead rolled his eyes and merely grunted.

"For someone who has no interest, you sure have been talking to me a lot," she countered his silence while smirking, "... Maybe you are interested in me." She trailed off.

He scoffed, "And what in the hell would make you think that?" Yami faced her, voice deep and rich, look stern and serious. It was the way a man would look at you when he wanted something, when he was toying with his prey. Anzu wanted to mention it, but figured it would ruin the moment she so desperately wanted since she grabbed that first beer.

The coldness in his eyes opposed their warm and alluring color, the pigment of desire and need. Her heart skipped a beat as Yami leaned close to her, gaze intensifying. "Well," she began, "for starters, you've saved me a couple of times now." Her voice was barely audible. Yami remained unfazed by the sudden tightening of the girl's body and the slight glint of nervousness in her eyes. Another silence lingered between the two, if he's trying to make me uncomfortable he's doing a pretty good job..

"Alright. Fine. You win," she confessed. Anzu blew her bangs from her face and let out a nervous laugh. Something a little uncharacteristic for her, but she decided that if she felt like this while drunk, she wouldn't want to know how scared she'd be in front of Yami sober. Had they been together this long without any yelling, or did the alcohol make it feel longer? In either case, she was rather impressed. "I'll leave you alone." She added quickly.

Anzu fidgeted while trying to maneuver past Yami, whose arm reached out to take hold of her once she moved past.

"This isn't over yet." His voice made her heart flutter; a desire for competition leaked through his rich and somewhat innocent sentence.

She gave him a puzzled expression, "What isn't over?"

"This game."

It was obvious the drunkenness was loosing its edge as her posture was balanced and her eyes were serious. Did the moment she longed for finally arrive? Was this it? Did she actually have Yami somehow involved with her?

Oh yes she did.

She couldn't quite understand how she kept calm with her stomach flipping in anxious joy and hear bursting with passionate excitement. This was beyond crushing, it was turning into need.

"Alright, you wanna play? I can do that..." she paused and crossed her arms, straightening her posture and trying to look as intimidating as possible at the male who stood before her. "Here's the deal then. I really enjoy driving and the thrill of speed..." Yami quirked a brow, "... So you teach me how to drive one of your cars." Anzu smiled at Yami's chuckle, "Fine. I can do that."

"I'm not done yet," she interrupted, hands on hips, "you need to teach me how to drive like you guys do, how to street race."

His lips pressed into a firm line, maybe she was pushing it a little to far... Oh, well.

"If I get to fed up with your attitude, or whatever, then I'll leave."

Yami stared at her, "And I win."

She nodded, "Yes. However..." the brunette trailed off, "If I manage to deal with your attitude and get you to fall in love with me, then you loose."

His crimson eyes shone with an excitement, he let out a low chuckled, "Fine. Be prepared Anzu. You're going to wish you never met me." They stood close to one another, interlocked gazes of blue and red, "That's okay Yami. All I need is one kiss..." She slowly turned around to walk back inside,

"And I win."

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Closing - woooooooahhh now! Anzu is pretty pushy when she's drunk eh? We'll see how the rest of the night goes between Yami and Anzu. Does he get pissed? Does he get a little aggressive? (hehe) Does he just want nothing to do with her? He did mention she was rather annoying when drunk, why should he deal with that? We also have to find out who won the race! That along with a lot of spicy romance is coming up in the next chapter! I know my readers, you have all been very patient, next chapter should really take a nice shift of gears into a heated overdrive. Hopefully... There's going to be a lot of head bumping between Anzu and Atem. I mean, honestly, they don't seem to get a long very well, but it's obvious enough Anzu wants him! Or is she just saying that because she's drunk? We shall find out! Till then... Ciao!

Hope you enjoyed the chapter! Please review! *holds picture of cute pandas*

- peachi